The Lounge Lyrics - Singles - Asher Roth

Verse 1 

I got a question, what's a rapper look like? Is he tan? Is he black? White? 

Is he blacked out, high on the crack pipe? 

Or more the cats that'll ride on the half pipe? 

Don't want to act like I know about the rap type 

Cause matter of fact I can't grasp who rap likes 

With their cash do they stash for retirement? 

Or go for things like rides and diamonds? 

Another question (what's that?) 

How do they dress? 

Are they best cut threads or are they spend less 

I'm interested, it's caught my attention 

Yo, does everybody rap get arrested? 

And with they sex, do they all have hoe's? 

Or do some have a girl that they learn and they grow with? 

I like to know, what makes a rapper? 

It might be me, but I don't think it matters? 

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CHORUS 

What does he look like? 

Nobody knows? 

He's just a rapper, in plain clothes 

When the curtain falls, after the show 

Where does he go? Nobody knows 

Verse 2 

Yo, now it's your call, short, fat, or tall 

What if he's a she and not a he at all 

Or does a broad have to a be a C at least 

Or can it be decreased if she real up on the beat? 

And is she realer if she raised in the street? 

Or can they still feel her if she raised in CT? 

And if they spit do they have to have kids? 

Or can they have a Mom, a Dad, and little sis? 

And in the morning do they have to have grits? 

Or can they favorite breakfast be eggs Benedict? 

It makes me think, is there a rappin' type? 

And if so, yo, what's a rapper like? 

And do they sell drugs? Or go to school? 

Cocaine or college, tell me what's the rule 

I'd like to know, what makes a rapper? 

It might be me, but I don't think it matters. 

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CHORUS 

What does he look like? 

Nobody knows? 

He's just a rapper, in plain clothes 

When the curtain falls, after the show 

Where does he go? Nobody knows 

Verse 3 

My name's Asher (Hi Asher) 

And those who care to ask, I tell them I'm a rapper 

But I don't look like it, not one bit 

I'm short and thin with some pale ass skin 

Got one girlfriend, and I love her, 

With two sisters, a father, and a mother 

I guess I'm different, like no other 

But you can't judge a book by it's cover 

I write about what I feel c live 

My boys like to say I'm the realist it gets 

Sometimes I feel like-.? 

Maybe flip the script on some ROYGBIV 

Whatever the mood, no matter what I listen to 

I always do me, never do you 

I'd like to know, what makes a rapper? 

It might be me, but I don't think it matters. 

CHORUS